She stood there, her hands nervously entwined, her hair a bit disheveled, dark circles under her eyes, her lips so dry they were white, having spent the whole night translating these corporate documents that were still somewhat unfamiliar to her. Actually, she had already done quite well.
Mu Shuoqian quietly sighed, not having the heart to berate her anymore. After all, she was just a little girl with no real-world experience, never having done a day's work, much less talked about experience. Weren't his expectations for her a bit too high?
"Give me the materials," Mu Shuoqian extended his hand.
Gu Qili quickly shook her head, stepping back two paces: "I can finish it soon, just give me a little more time."
"No need to finish it," he frowned displeasedly. Was she so afraid that Chen Yishu would be unlucky? To not sleep all night for his sake, preferring to wear herself out to this extent, has their relationship really gotten to this point?
